The wood carving gradually took shape, and the corpse under the wooden stake tried to climb up restlessly.
Bai Yi twisted to remind Nishen: "The main line npc Alex finally woke up! Nishen, you quickly push his story line to the end, we will unlock the remaining part of the [trueend] line."
Nishen gave a hum, and he raised his eyes to look at Alex who was waking up: "Although I know that the whole world is just a scam created by the power given to you by Cthulhu, I still don't understand why you became a Cthulhu in the end. Believers."
"—It's even the point where you sacrifice everyone's lives to the evil god to create the illusion you want."
Alex moved the hand tied behind him, but didn't speak.
Nishen calmly continued: "In this war world, a huge explosion occurred in the small town the night before. Someone poured paint on the small town's arsenal that night and set it on fire."
"The entire rainforest was completely destroyed. Almost all the soldiers in the rainforest were killed. However, these soldiers did not really die. Instead, they turned into a half-dead state of the living dead, with corpses and corpses. In the form of walking through the rainforest."
"Whether you use paint to blow up the arsenal or use the special potions you invented for so many people, did you make it yourself?" asked Nishen.
Alex lowered his head, with blood dripping from the tips of his hair, and he gave a nervous smile, "It's me."
Rebellious sigh.
"... We found you in a coma not far from the explosive arsenal. After confirming that you were alive, we took you all the way to avoid the monsters and ran away until they were caught as a sacrifice by these old-school living dead and natives. Pin, and you just woke up."
"You killed so many people. Isn't this going against your original intention to save people? Why do you want to do such a thing?"
"...Because I can't save anyone." Alex slowly raised his head, his eyes staring at the broken old god woodcarving, "Even in this illusory world, I can't save anyone. "
Nishen followed Alex's gaze, paused for a moment on the smiling face of the old evil god, and continued to ask: "What happened in the real world line?"
"... Happened..." Alex's eyes were in a trance, his face twisted, as if he was caught in an unbearable painful memory, "I rescued Guy, but Guy... still died and was burned to ashes. , There is no possibility of resurrection at all."
"Guy died on the eve of the outbreak of the war."
"At the time, I desperately wanted to use my medicine to change everything, to save everyone, and to redeem this battle..."
Alex smiled mockingly: "But who knows that I was the one who lit the arsenal with paint in the end?"
"But this cowardly, deformed, country that I used to protect, I dare not even write down what really happened in history."
Alex sneered loudly: "They didn't dare to write that it was me, a native of the country who was born with no flaws in his thoughts since childhood, and a doctor dedicated to saving everyone. He ignited the warehouse because he discovered the evil of war. ."
"They are writing that a group of indigenous people attacked the munitions depot, so as to prove the correctness of their war-this group of indigenous people is just as stupid and hopeless as written in their recruitment advertisement, and they are worthy of their enslavement and bombing. Into a corpse."
Inverse God asked: "What did you do during the war?"
Alex was silent for a few seconds, his voice hoarse: "... I signed up for the assault team after Guy died. I want to go to the indigenous tribes during the war and see the one that gave me the power to reverse life and death. Cthulhu sculpture, can you give me an answer to save everyone?"
"It rained heavily on the day of the war. When I swam across the lake, I had been hit by five or six bullets, and I was dying." Alex seemed to want to laugh, but the corner of his mouth was pressed down with an expression of crying. "... But I didn't die, I saw the woodcarving of the evil god."
"Then, I was lying in a pool of blood, looking up at this wooden sculpture. I didn't even have the strength to speak. I could only pray and ask in my heart over and over again, God, can you save everyone..." Alex X said in a trance, "...I don't remember how long I prayed, but for a moment, I heard this sculpture talking to me."
Inverse God reacted very quickly: "Did you hear the evil god's oracle driven by extreme desire? What did he say to you?"
Alex's expression went blank: "He said he can fulfill my wish, but he wants me to play a game with him."
"If I win the game, I don't have to pay the price of fulfilling my wish. If I lose the game, I will always be trapped in this game."
Rebellious meal: "What game?"
Alex started to breathe shortly. He looked at Nishen and said word by word: "A game he designed called "Dense Forest Border"."
Inverse God asked: "What is the content of the game?"
Alex took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the broken old wood carving of the evil god: "He will dial the timeline of the world line back to seven days before everything hasn’t happened, and provide me with unlimited amounts to make. Out of the red paint of the army of the undead."
"I have a total of ten chances to read the file and start again. He will constantly set the timeline back to seven days ago. As long as I have one in ten times in these seven days, I can prevent the last battle from happening. This game I won, otherwise I would lose."
Alex lowered his head: "I agreed to his request."
Rebelliously looking at Alex: "So what did you do in this game?"
"In the first game, I chose to prevent Guy from rebelling and convinced him to stay in my own army through the undead potion. I said that I would use the undead potion to secretly save the dead natives and my own soldiers."
"At that time, I was still naive and had unrealistic expectations of myself." Alex blinked weakly. "... I thought that as long as they were given a final victory, the war would be over."
"I chose to assist my own army."
"I tried my best to keep the secret of the potion, but soon, these people who were rescued by me discovered that they were resurrected after death, and for a period of time they were not afraid of harm, they reported the secret to both parties. organization."
"There is no better soldier than the living dead who have not been fully resurrected, because I am in my own organization. After learning the effect of the medicine, they forced me to create an army of undead in large quantities."
"Of course I refused, no matter what kind of torture they used. I would kill anyone to threaten me. I knew I had a medicine for the living dead, and all this could be done again." Alex paused hard. After a while, he continued, "—but I didn't expect that they actually went to find a group of volunteers."
Rebellious asked: "What volunteer army?"
Alex’s breathing started quickly: "They brought a group of one hundred recruits to my front, then blindfolded their eyes, pointed their guns and flamethrowers at them, and asked me if they said I didn't take out the medicine to rescue them, they shot them to death with a gun, and then burned their bodies thoroughly with a flamethrower and burned them to ashes."
Nishen was startled, he seemed to realize something suddenly, and looked down at the dry wood-like corpses under his feet: "These are—"
"Yes." Alex said. "These are the skeletons of the volunteers."
Alex closed his eyes: "The first time, I didn't agree, and the second time, I gritted my teeth and still didn't agree."
"They were shot and burned in front of me, time and time again. The youngest volunteer inside was only fifteen years old, with a pair of gray-blue immature eyes. After being covered by a black cloth, they rolled on the ground for half an hour before they stopped struggling. These Some of the volunteers were burned to black bones that could be rescued, and some were burned to ashes that could not be rescued at all."
"After not knowing how many such tortures, I finally broke down. I took out the medicine and rescued a group of volunteers."
After that, Alex was quiet this time for a long, long time. The sides of his face were trembling constantly because of a certain fierce emotion, and his voice was hoarse and unbelievable:
"Then after this group of volunteers stood up from the ground, the higher-ranking officers who had been watching around unexpectedly clapped, and this group of volunteers, who had just been rescued by me, actually took off the black cloth and saluted these higher-ranking officers with joy. , Happy to report that they have completed the task."
Alex's eyes were bloody red: "I didn't know until then that all these teenage volunteers came voluntarily."
"Each volunteer army who fell because I couldn’t save it would get a five-cent martyr/soldier medal. The superior officer told these children that I had a very powerful biochemical weapon in my hand, which could transform the dead into Humanoid weapon."
"But because of my pickiness and selfishness, I don't think everyone is qualified to be transformed, so I don't want to use this medicine on everyone."
"They told this group of children, I want to give you a dangerous task, to kill you first, and then let me select some people from the dead to get the right to be transformed."
"The person who is not selected is the warrior who died for the victory of the war, and the person who is selected is about to become the hero of the war."
Alex breathed almost to the point where his speech was interrupted: "—They told these children that the dead soldiers died because of my cruelty, and the soldiers who survived lived for the war."
"Every volunteer army that was killed before me signed up for the victory of the war voluntarily."
Alex clenched his fists, the expression on his face gradually numb: "They have grabbed my weakness. I can't watch them die so cruelly in front of me. They began to bring volunteers over in batches, even sometimes In order to stimulate me to take out the medicine, torture was used on these volunteers, forcing me to watch it up close."
"And I know clearly that these volunteers are willing to accept these tortures, and they can endure any torture for the victory of the war."
"I have rescued more and more soldiers, my undead army is getting stronger and stronger, and the war has broken out."
Alex exhaled: "But because of the undead army, in order to save military expenses, only these undead soldiers and cold weapons were used, which did not meet the requirements of Cthulhu for the scale of the battle, so I did not lose the game. "
"The war with the indigenous people is over. It was the sixth day at that time. When I was in a daze thinking that I was going to win the game so painfully, something happened."
Alex gritted his teeth and said: "The emergence of the undead has greatly stimulated the desires of the officers and the government/government. They think these undeads are simply perfect weapons of war. They secretly approved the conduct of another war-plundering. This rainforest is the border, all the territories on the opposite side."
"On the afternoon of the seventh day, I watched them first smashed a cannonball in the past, which caused a counterattack from the other side, and then wrote in the report that the other side took the lead in attacking us and started the war in an all-round way."
Alex said dryly: "It was a terrifying battle. I lost the first game and applied to Cthulhu to go back seven days ago."